The Eternal Spiritual Gust....

It is through our ardent quest, 

for what seems unquenchable,

That we strive a little too hard,

skipping through one realm to another,

We face the Kaal's piercing shards,

A traverse through the starry territories,

Guided by the Naam's ferry,

To reach the souls' monarchy,

One Spirit's supreme principality,

There, where echoes an endless hum,

like souls dancing to the flutes and drums,

singing the divine song called Shabad,

parched drops melding in the spiritual dominion,

It is through that vehement pursual alone,

and that rapacious thirst,

That the soul journeys from material to the subliminal,

And merge into the One eternal spiritual gust....

(c) S.S

Symphony Of The Soul

(c) Shilpa Sandesh


Like a humming bird,
Bustling and hopping,
Trapped within 
Our covetous selves,
Fluttering its wings,
Endeavouring to awaken,
Our unconscious pneuma, 
The soul beseeches,
Seething and wheezing,
Yet canorous and harmonic,
Euphonic to the ears,
Mellifluous and pleasing,
It's but a hail and a call,
For the realisation, the cognizance,
It is 
The symphony of the soul!

The One Soul....(2)

(c) Shilpa Sandesh

The worldly glitters,

The pompous selves,

Are nothing 

But the satanic elves;

Driving forces,

Of money,

And a want,

Of sophistication,

Are the blindfolds,

That we all wear;

The clamour,

Of the rap and the rock,

The uproar,

Of feuds and squabbles;

Be the cotton balls,

That clog our ears;

Let the rhythm,

Of Naam,

Chant in our minds,

Let the soul,

Open its wings,

And reach,

Where the One Soul be.

His Angelic Embrace

(c) Shilpa Sandesh

Divine and so serene,

With no prejudice 

Of caste or creed,

And no discrimination

Of colour or race,

His saintly smile,

And open arms,

Awaiting our blackened hearts,

To be pious and pure,

For the realisation,

Of the truth of life,

For that judgement day,

For His angelic embrace